Monday, December 14, 2009
I am reading Martin Green's review of Bright Young Thing culture, Children of the Sun, and, at the same time, Sylvia, Queen of the Headhunters (Weidenfeld & Nicolson), Philip Eade's rollocking biography of the last Ranee of Sarawak. Both tales touch peripherally on the Bloomsbury set - Green's because his protagonists scoffed at Virginia Wool'f set; Eade's because Sylvia fancied herself a writer and knew George Bernard Shaw. Okay so Shaw wasn't Bloomsbury, but he was mates with Vita Sackville West and if you fancy another tenuous link, the Nicholson part of Weidenfeld &...was Sackville-West's son.
Anyway, I love Bloomsbury, although I don't like blue stockings (make mine black lace). This photograph is by Alice Wesley-Smith of the artist Kevina-Jo Smith's paper blooms. Bloomin' marvellous, no?
Posted by Mrs Press at 11:15 PM